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Jimmy opens his eyes and sees the sun filtering through the leaves on the trees.

He can feel the grass tickling his cheeks as he lays the sun making him sleepy.

He can see flowers swaying in the wind. 

He closes his eyes, and takes a deep breath of the lovely floral scent.

Jimmy lays there for a while, the sun warming his face and wings as he lays.

After some time he hears his stomach grow, so he stands up to go look for food.

He walks through the wood finding nothing.

Eventually he hears some people talking so he walks in that direction.

Eventually the forest lets out, and he can see huge buildings all around.

He looks around in awe for a bit, before his eyes land on people.

Jimmy walks over to them.

“Hello, I was wondering if you know where I could get something to eat-” 

“Jimmy?” one of the three people says.

“Uh, ya.” Jimmy says, “how do you know my name?”

“How are you here?” a second person asks.

“I uh, walked?” Jimmy says, “Who are you?”

“Timmy you have got to be kidding me.” The third person says, “it’s me, Grian.”

“Uh.”

“Etho?” the first person says.

“Jim, it’s Gem.” the second person says.

“I’m sorry you must be confusing me with somebody else.” Jimmy says, awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.

“We have not seen you since secret life.” the third person, Grian says.

“I don’t remember a secret life.” Jimmy says, thinking, “though does it have anything to do with double life?”

Etho and Grian look at each other, before Etho speeches, “me and Grian were both in double life, how much do you remember of it?”

“Um, there was a rancher, and I had somebody else with me.” Jimmy thinks for a minute, “I think his name was Tango.”

The three look at each other wired.

“Wait, do you know Tango?” Jimmy asks, “I think we were dating?”

“You are.” Grian says, “Timmy do you remember the rift at all?”

“Uh my name’s not Timmy, and no I don’t sorry.” Jimmy says, sifting the wings on his back.

“Do you remember empires?” Gem asks.

“Uh,” Jimmy racks his brain, “no sorry.”

“We need to find X.” all three speak at the same time.

-♡-

“How much do you remember?” Xisuma asks, he stands in front of the chair Jimmy is sitting in,he is wearing a helmet with a purple visor.

“Uh,” Jimmy says, shifting uncomfortably in the chair, “I remember a ranch, with chickens, cows, and wheat.” Jimmy darts, “and I had my boyfriend there too, we were soulbound.”

Xisuma looks over at Etho and Grian. Then nod at him.

“Okay keep going.”

“Uh, whenever one of us gets hurt, the other would also get hurt.” Jimmy says, “we had three lives.” he continues, “we lost our first to a creeper that killed Tango.”

“Okay what's the last thing you remember about double life?” Grian asks.

“I locked eyes with an enderman and it’s blurry after that.” Jimmy says, “I think I died.” he says, “then I woke up here.”

Grian walks up to Xisuma, putting a hand on his shoulder.

The helmet clad man walks over to where Grian was standing next to Etho.

Grian locks eyes with Jimmy, his own red, yellow and blue wings shifting behind himself neversly, “Jimmy,” Grian says, stopping with the honestly stupid nickname, “ that was a little over two years ago.”

Jimmy’s eyes go wide as he feels a pit form in his stomach.

“No.” Jimmy almost whispers.

The door to the room swings open, and Tango walks through.

“Jimmy?” Tango says.

Jimmy jumps out of his seat, and wraps the blaze hybrid in a hug.

Jimmy cries into Tango’s shoulder, muttering, “what happened. Two years?” over and over again.

Jimmy grips his soulmate tight, his scream muffled by Tango’s post office uniform, “TWO YEARS!”

-♡-

Tango holds Jimmy as the canary hybrid cries.

His soulmate lost two years worth of memories, and can’t remember anyone but him.

Tango rubs soothing circles into his back as he cries.

‘I’m sorry.’ Tango thinks, ‘I don’t know what to do.’